the four letters...

the four letter word,
is it true?
or is it just another myth.
long i stand here,
waiting and believing,
also hoping that it is.

would she come?
what if she doesn't?
what do i do?
do i go back?
or do i stay and wait?
wait for time to pass
and with it,
my youth.

stares thrown at me,
like daggers,
stick out on the outside,
even more painful
blunt daggers of fear,
start bludgeoning
my poor fragile heart.

glancing left and right,
i take a step in front,
awaiting the saccharine smell,
those beautiful eyes,
her cascading silky black river,
the pearls her roses conceal,
the touch of her wet petals.

consoling my weeping heart,
i take a step back,
only to find out,
i had stepped on her
soft shy feminine calves,
magic sparked for
both our eyes locked,
and with it LOVE,
i kissed her,
right there and then.

guys i am a bad poet but i wanted to write something short and story-like but it kinda turned out as a poem....wait...i am not that sure whether it is poem or not....sorry if it pains to read this...hehehehehehehehheheh

if ever your eyes close....

those gorgeous eyes pull me towards you,
they pull my heart even closer to you,
when they turn their vision to my direction,
it seems as though the whole world stops moving.

those secretive eyes of yours,
are playing tricks in my mind,
their message is quite opposite to the one your mouth utters,
which one am i suppose to believe?

those rosy cheeks that accentuate
those pretty eyes which in turn
makes you look you,
you with immortalised beauty.

if ever your eyes close,
my heart will stop for
it holds my soul, love, and everything
that is suppose to make me, me.

(i am no poet , people. do not expect more from me)